
Douglas MacArthur :
"Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons."
The world you once knew is gone

Dwight D. Eisenhower :
"The best morale exists when you never hear the word mentioned. When you hear it it's usually lousy."
Name: Rebecca "Artic" Ramirez.
Age: Twenty-three, [Enlisted in Army at Eighteen after graduating.]
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 129 lbs.
Appearance: She has very clear azul eyes, most would say they're absolutely stunning and beautiful. Her hair is an orange-red colour and is always in a ponytail unless she is heading for bed, when it's loose it reaches half-way to her mid-back, it's also surprisingly clean and wonderful smelling despite being at war almost all the time. Her skin is very soft to touch and slightly pale but it balances out with her tans she often gets from being out in the sun on duty all the time. She is not very muscular or very skinny, she is quite in the middle and average for a woman, but she looks quite athletic and doesn't give off the appearance of an intimidator but can look quite serious from time to time. For clothing, she wears a very tight green long sleeve shirt underneath a black bullet-proof vest, however the sleeves to her shirt are often rolled up to her elbow. To match, she wears green army pants that aren't too tight nor baggy. Packs of ammo or grenades are often strapped to her legs instead of her vest. She often wears a tannish cloth around her mouth and neck, just below her nose to cover her mouth. For head protection, she wears a black helmet which covers both her ears and is strong enough to protect the area. For a good grip for guns, she has black gloves that fit tight around her soft hands. For someone that often goes out and fights the enemy, she likes wearing light clothing and hardly no armour, it gives her more room to breathe and more room to move around more quickly than others.
Weapons: She has a standard silenced 9.mm pistol strapped around her leg for anytime she needs to switch without reloading when she's in a bad situation. For hand-to-hand combat she has a knife that is on her other leg, strapped in. It's slightly curved and has very sharp teeth for slicing or digging into flesh. For her main weapon, she has a silenced P-90 with laser sight and a ACOG sight. Along with a Beretta 92F, M16A2
Rank: Seargeant, First Class.
Origin: Originally from Virgina, her home state, she loved it there and quite misses it since it's currently where her mother is still staying with her aunt. Virginia is possibly one of the only states that the people aren't so afraid of the opposite forces, students still go to school and they're a bit laid back, but if you go to Washington D.C it's quite the strict city.
Personality: She can be quite serious, mostly in battle or when she's giving or recieving orders, she is quite friendly and kind-hearted but can be crude and mean when she feels like it or when you gotten her in a bad mood. She tends to be careless about the enemy, not caring if they beg for their lives, she'll shoot them anyway because she sees them as her father's killers, sometimes going a little overboard with the assassinations or killings she does, shooting the person multiple times over and over even when they're dead. She is quite smart and adept. When in a bad situation, she likes to stay and fight it out instead of running like a coward, she would rather die than be captured or surrender, but if she were to be captured, all her training as trained her to stay quiet so she wouldn't say a word about her country's plan or anything her capturers want unless of course she break her boundaries and she's just about to die, perhaps.
History: When she was born, her parents were the most delighted they could be. They absolutely adored her in everyway, she was the perfect child they wanted. But her father was a Navy Seal and was hardly home, if he ever did come home it was for a few days then he would get deployed back. His job was very important to him and it's what kept his daughter and wife inside a beautiful home since he paid the bills. Even without growing up with a father, her mother assured her daughter that her father loved her with all his heart and would often make her talk to him over the phone whenever her father got the chance to call. As a child, she was always an outgoing person, lovable and caring, often looking out for others and trying the best she could to succeed but at the same time help others do as well, if it's letting them cheat off her or helping them out with a problem, she didn't mind it. As she grew older into her teenager years, typically her personality started to change and her looks. She looked more like her mother but had her father's eyes, that was the only thing people saw in her that was her fathers. Everything else was more like her mother. School was never a problem for her, always passing, never getting into trouble and always helping out the teachers and what not. When she reached high school, a marine had ringed her doorbell and gave her and her mother the terrible news that her father had died. Just tomorrow was the day he was going to return to them as well. Heartbroken, She cried for a whole day straight and til this day still hasn't forgotten of her father. It also changed her, she became a quiet person, some would even call her crude since she no longer helped others, she would see someone fall down on the ground and continue to walk or wouldn't participate in class. Her final year in high school, World War III was started. The first blow was in Los Angeles, California, when the Chinese launched a nuclear attack on the U.S by surprise, killing millions of people in three cities. Immediately, the United Kingdom wanted to get involved but just a few hours later, when the Chinese knew they would help the U.S, they were bombed too, killing hundreds of thousands. Russia immediately took China's side as well as Japan and most Middle East countries. The Economy of the United States was rapidly decreasing from the disasters in California and soon followed New York as Russia bombed it as well just a few weeks later, Students didn't go to school because parents thought it was too dangerous to let them go, many people didn't go out to shop or anything, mainly staying in doors with their weapons since lots of people went out and got guns for their safety, if not they would move in with a friend/family member for a while who owned a gun, so at first that sent a spike in the Economy from all the weapons being purchased and supplies but eventually it all dropped when everyone was settled down, if soldiers weren't deployed, they were in their home states, patroling where they can. Eventually, Russian and Chinese troops landed in California in attempt to take it over. Hundreds of Thousands of American troops and it's allies were deployed into California to hold them off, while the rest of the troops were sent to take on the enemy on their own soil in China and some in the Middle East. After her father died she always wanted to redeem her father and follow into his footsteps in joining the military. Knowing her country would need people to fight, she joined in.A few years into the war, California was lost but every other state is still in control, almost half of the nation has formed their own militia in hopes in protecting their own communities, the neighboring states self-volunteering on entering California and fighting the enemy head-on. After years of training in brutal situations, brutal training, and harsh environments, she managed to learn everything she could from hand-to-hand combat, close quarters, long range, explosives, you name it. She was finally sent on her way to Afghanistan to fight the enemy there, where many Chinese and other middle eastern countries had some of their troops. She was sent along many other soldiers where they managed to form a command base in the far east side of Afghan, where it was safe for now. It would be where they slept if they had the time, ate, showered, organized and formed squads, etc.